Spike had forgotten how uncomfortable it was to sleep in a crypt. He'd really been spoiled by sleeping in beds.
He lay on the cold marble and closed his eyes, replaying the scene in his head.
"How dare you?"
It wasn't the worst interaction he'd had with Buffy by far, but it certainly wasn't the reunion he had been dreaming of either.
He just wished he could tell her, explain to her somehow, that he was there for her now.
But Buffy was too angry to listen.
Buffy's too angry...
The more he thought about it, the more he began to analyze why Buffy would even be angry in the first place. If Buffy didn't love Spike, would she even care that she didn't know he was alive?
The vampire smiled to himself. He still had a chance, even with bloody Angel at his heels.